With tainted love, you veiled your hate
With graded bore, you buried your shade
Of cupid’s dart, and plied your rake
To break my heart, with your fake face.
Where is the love, you promised to spare?
Where is the smile, you said you’ll bare?
The hate you hide, is now laid bare
For all to see, what was in there?
Your second -hand love, you put up for sale
Was really adored, but now’s gone stale
For the love you had, was just a tale
That you would tell, to dress your hate.
With acerbic taste, you sealed your fate
And dug your hole, with blissful rage
With a twisted mind and a scornful face
You cut your nose to spite your face.
Picked from the cesspit of human waste
Showered into life, that was never your taste
But just like the pig, you returned to the waste
To burrow and furrow, in your human waste.
That day is gone, when love over spilled
You wallowed in splendour, wrapped in candour
And that day will come, when you will squeal
For when it comes, your shame will be in splendour.
With angelic face, but chain saw conscience
You veiled your devilish plan, with satanic reverence
Disguised as love, on a platter of evil
That coursed your veins, to personified evil.
The day will come and you will want to atone
For the dreadful hate that you already fathom.
That hate will spill, in rivulets of fate
That will shine in the glare, for all to stare.
Like night follows day, that day will come
As life follows death, thy kingdom come.
The night may be long, the day will still come
Your cup brim-full and the truth will come.